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RAYMOND CHING - The Tryst
Estimate:
$14,000 - $18,000
Sold
$23,000
Live Auction
IMPORTANT & RARE ART
ARTIST
RAYMOND CHING (b. 1939)
Size
76 x 61 cm
Description
Graphite pencil, ink, conté, carbon, oils and liquin on linen
Signature
Signed & dated 2018
Provenance
Private Collection, Auckland
Literature
The Tryst
Loves Growth
I scarce believe my love to be so pure
As I had thought it was, Because it doth endure
Vicissitude, and season, as the grasse;
Me thinks I lyed all winter, when I swore, My love was infinite, if spring make'it more.
But if this medicine, love, which cures all sorrow With more, not only bee no quintessence,
But mixt of all stuffes, paining soule, or sense,
And of the Sunne his working vigour borrow, Love's not so pure, and abstract, as they use
To say, which have no Mistresse but their Muse, But as all else, being elemented too,
Love sometimes would contemplate, sometimes do.
And yet no greater, but more eminent
Love by the Spring is growne;
As, in the firmament,
Starres by the Sunne are not inlarg'd, but showne,
Gentle love deeds, as blossomes on a bough, From loves
awakened root do bud out now.
If as in water stir'd more circles bee
Produc'd by one, love such additions take,
Those like so many spheares, but one heaven make,
For, they are all concentrique unto thee,
And though each spring doe adde to love new heate,
As princes doe in times of action get
New taxes, and remit them not in peace, No winter shall abate the springs increase.
John Donne, the pre-eminent representative of the metaphysical poets, his works are noted for their strong, sensual style and include sonnets, love poems, religious poems, Latin translations, epigrams, elegies, songs, satires and sermons.
The poetry is noted for its vibrancy of language and inventiveness of metaphor.
He wrote secular poems as well as erotic and love poems and is particularly famous for his mastery of metaphysical conceits.
Illustrated in Ray Ching's book, Fabled Lands
Loves Growth
I scarce believe my love to be so pure
As I had thought it was, Because it doth endure
Vicissitude, and season, as the grasse;
Me thinks I lyed all winter, when I swore, My love was infinite, if spring make'it more.
But if this medicine, love, which cures all sorrow With more, not only bee no quintessence,
But mixt of all stuffes, paining soule, or sense,
And of the Sunne his working vigour borrow, Love's not so pure, and abstract, as they use
To say, which have no Mistresse but their Muse, But as all else, being elemented too,
Love sometimes would contemplate, sometimes do.
And yet no greater, but more eminent
Love by the Spring is growne;
As, in the firmament,
Starres by the Sunne are not inlarg'd, but showne,
Gentle love deeds, as blossomes on a bough, From loves
awakened root do bud out now.
If as in water stir'd more circles bee
Produc'd by one, love such additions take,
Those like so many spheares, but one heaven make,
For, they are all concentrique unto thee,
And though each spring doe adde to love new heate,
As princes doe in times of action get
New taxes, and remit them not in peace, No winter shall abate the springs increase.
John Donne, the pre-eminent representative of the metaphysical poets, his works are noted for their strong, sensual style and include sonnets, love poems, religious poems, Latin translations, epigrams, elegies, songs, satires and sermons.
The poetry is noted for its vibrancy of language and inventiveness of metaphor.
He wrote secular poems as well as erotic and love poems and is particularly famous for his mastery of metaphysical conceits.
Illustrated in Ray Ching's book, Fabled Lands
Exhibited
Ray Ching The Voyage
ARTIS Gallery, Auckland, 2018
ARTIS Gallery, Auckland, 2018
